Being a woman working in what is primarily a man's field, Jax had struggled over the years to not become a woman who'd turned into a crass talking, potty-mouthed trailer trash hag. But right now the only words that came to mind were holy fuck. And she meant that kind of literally. Dodge was the total damned package. Sinfully sexy. Smart. Built. Caring. A gentleman. The list went on. And right now, she wanted to be on him like a bee on honey.

Her hands shook slightly as she wrestled between slowly enjoying him and just jumping on him and riding him like a bull. Of course she'd make sure he got his happy ending too, but she really needed her happy ending right now, she'd been thinking about it for a few days.

Taking his hand in hers she tugged him toward the bedroom and to his bed. The king-sized bed stood in the middle of the far wall. Its massive headboard was made of the same wood as the bench in the bathroom and the fireplace mantle. She'd need to ask him later what the wood meant to him. He'd said a little bit from home, but didn't elaborate. Reaching forward she pulled the duvet and sheet back, exposing chocolate colored sheets with a slight sheen to them. She smiled then turned to look up at him.

"Sister-in-law wanted to make sure I had nice sheets before I left home."

"Really? Your brother's wife bought you sheets?"

"Yes. Really. What's wrong with that?"

She shrugged. "It seems kind of weird." Smoothing her hand over the soft silky feeling material she added. "But she has great taste."

He chuckled then tugged his brief's down on the right side. He tried on the left side, but the tugging in his shoulder stopped him and he grimaced.

"Let me help you."

Tugging his underwear down his legs, she took the opportunity to kiss her way up his left leg, swirling her tongue around here and there to delay her ascent. Once she reached his hip, she kissed her way toward his cock then stopped and started at the bottom of his right leg. He let out a groan and she smiled but continued kissing and swirling her tongue on the way up. Reaching his hip, she kissed her way to the center, paused then slowly swiped her tongue from the root to the tip of his cock. His sharp intake of breath told her more than any words could. Sucking him into her mouth she marveled at the satiny feel of his warm skin over the hardness underneath.

In, then out a few times before his hand grabbed her ponytail and fisted it. Adding pressure to the back of her head she fought not to smile but closed her eyes instead and enjoyed listening to his breathing become labored and choppy.

Cupping his balls with her hand, she gently rolled them enjoying the contrast of the springy hairs covering the softness of his sac. He pulled on her ponytail, removing himself from her mouth and tilted her head to look up at him.

"Later." He croaked.

Standing she, shimmied her panties down as he backed onto the bed and lay back. She prowled over to him, then straddled his body, lifting up on her knees to position his cock at her wet entrance.

"Pull your hair band out, Jax, I want to see your hair."

She smiled but did as he asked, finger combing her hair as it fell over her shoulders. He stared at it, taking it in as it lay against her skin, his eyes lovingly caressed it. She could almost feel it, his stare was so intense.

"Beautiful." He whispered it and the softness of his voice made her nipples pucker tightly.

"Now the bra. I want to see your tits as you ride me."

That sent a lightning bolt through her body, landing between her legs in a white hot flash. Wetness gathered and her skin flashed red. Reaching behind her back, she unfastened her bra and quickly slid it down her arms, letting it fall to the floor.

"Touch them." Well, damn it, another lightning bolt jolted through her body and she nearly panted. Cupping her breasts for him, she moved them to and fro, rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefinger easing the tension that tightened them to points. Rocking against his cock, she swiped her juices over him, the slippery sensation hitting her in the perfect way.

"Fuck, Little Mama, you're a sexy woman. I could come just watching you get off like that."

Her eyes locked with his and held him in place. Licking her lips slowly he surprised her by pulling her slightly forward with his right hand, arching his hips up and pushing her back, he pushed himself inside of her. They both let out a low growling moan as their bodies molded to each other and fit together like long lost puzzle pieces.

A wild shiver ran the length of her body and she braced herself with her hands on his chest. He flinched only slightly and she began to pull away, remembering his wound.

"No, don't pull away. Ride."

He didn't have to tell her twice. Slowly she rose and lowered herself on his steel shaft, enjoying the sounds their bodies made together. She closed her eyes and let her body take over. She'd already memorized his body. The way his skin looked with a fine sheen of sweat lovingly caressing the planes and valleys his muscles made. Simply the sexiest man she'd ever met. Mostly because he didn't take her shit, but still respected her. She never dreamed she'd find a man like this.

"Look at me."

Opening her eyes she locked on to his. The green of his irises seemed enhanced in this light, almost as if they glowed and she found it impossible to look away.

"Faster."

Placing both of his hands on her thighs, his left hand not as strong as the right, but still present, he squeezed them as she went faster. Up and down, her body was also coated in a fine sheen and she loved it. She loved this feeling in her heart. He felt right. They felt right somehow.

His left thumb moved over to cover her clit and add pressure and she panted as he hit that spot. The one. She rose and lowered two more times before she exploded.

His hips rose and fell under her as he sought his release. His breathing was erratic. He let out a loud groan and froze as he pushed himself into her as far as he could. His muscles bunched tightly which felt amazing under her. The light shining in from the bathroom glowed over his skin. Her eyes traveled over his abs then to the bandage at his shoulder, then to where her leg pushed against his side. Their skin tones were different but they looked perfect together.

Slowly lowering herself to lay on him, but not hurt him, her breathing was shallow and raspy, as she tried recover. She smiled as she realized, his chest was heaving from the exertion as well.

Finally he whispered. "Holy fuck."